 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
"Really?" Ashley was thrilled. She gave the professor an enthusiastic smile. "Cool." Contrary to Claudine's opinion, she did not think she knew everything. So it had been a bit of a gamble, and she didn't pay attention to her friend's cooking, so it was even more guessing. She raised an eyebrow at the professors dude's joke/pun/whatever. It was not bad. Not bad at all. And you know what, she liked this dude, Mr. Truebridge or whatever. He didn't even belittle her once, and it was what, five minutes into the lesson. "Um, are you talking about a spell to heat up the milk professor? I mean, Mr. Truebridge. Because then you could use... a heating spell. That sounds like a stupid answer sorry. I usually cook stuff with no magic, so I don't think I learned." She flushed. She didn't remember the name of the heating spell(had she ever learned it?), and she wasn't about to cast incendio on a glass of milk, for obvious reasons. She had been set on fire on the first day of school, y'know. She looked at the professor? Was he gonna tell her what the spell was, or was he gonna just be like 'wow you're useless' like the headmaster? She looked at him piercingly, half expecting to be ridiculed. Here was a fun test to see if he was an actual good teacher.
Last edited by astrocat; 11-21-2020 at 11:20 PM.
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